And Then There Were Four Novels & Stories

“And I’m definitely the best thing that has ever happened to you.” “True!” I noticed the girls motioning me over. “What’s up?” I asked. “We’re all happy,” Fiona commented. “We finally figured our shit out.” Olivia smiled. “We’re gonna go places and be together while we do it.” Uma stated. “We’re kind of living our best lives.” I giggled. I grabbed a drink. “To the Fab FOUR!” “To the Fab FOUR!” Unknown POV My plan worked. Exposing the Fab FOUR for their issues worked like a charm. Sure things fell apart for a while, but then they came together beautifully.

And then… “Found you”

“How can I be your mate and Forrest’s mate if everybody just has one person?” The guys all fall silent and look between each other. I wonder if they’re having a silent conversation with one another through their mind connection. “We don’t know why, but you have four mates,” Forrest eventually says out loud. Four mates. Four. Not just two. Somewhere, deep down, I knew it already. But feeling it and knowing it are two very different things.

Alexander shook his head once. “No.” Across the city, every digital billboard flickered. Every major news channel glitched. And one face appeared everywhere. A man no one had seen in fifteen years. Smiling. Alive. “Welcome to phase four,” the Founder said calmly. And the car’s engine suddenly shut off mid highway.

Under their reprimands, I walked into the operating room without hesitation. Anesthesia was injected into my body. I could clearly feel the cold blade of the scalpel cutting through me. At the same time, the system's final countdown echoed in my ears. "Five… four… three… two… one…" "Host erasure complete." In my next life, I never want to meet them again.

“The Core isn’t rejecting subjects.” Silence followed. “What?” Victor asked. Elliot’s fingers flew across the screen. Then his eyes widened further. “No way.” Amara stepped closer. “What are you seeing?” Elliot looked up slowly. “The Core doesn’t need Adrian.” Silence fell. Everyone froze. Then Elliot corrected himself. “It needs all four.” The chamber went still. No. No no no. Then the screen changed. Four symbols appeared. Connected together. Like pieces of a puzzle. Like the pendant.

“This ends now.” ***

He never wishes to not suffer on his fourth year of highschool since he was already immuned to his unlucky days or worst unlucky years of his lives. But he guessed that not wishing for it may seems to be effective because he doesn't experience worst on those year. Except of course when he thought he wasn't going to march because his toga got accidentally burnt when his mother forgets that he was ironing it. But still he wears it even though at the back of his yoga was all burnt out. He still manage to walks in the stage proud of himself that he've got to pass through hardships in his senior days. That was the last thing he remembers on his senior days.

December 25, 2011 Stephanie's Perspective The same old songs we're exploiting the city, fireworks were giving light to the skies and roads. I and my mom were watching and listening to them as we drink our wines, sitting comfortably outside our house, near the pool, relaxing and enjoying how people welcome the day of Christmas. *Beep* I heard my phone's ringtone, I got my phone that was placed on the table right next to me. [You have one message received from: Idiot]

she says as we each hold a candle in one hand and a stuffed bear in the other. While we wait for her to say "four," none of us look at each other. We're all nervous about our own things right now. Also, about what she'll say and how she'll react to each of us. This can go one way or another. There's really not an in-between. There's never an in-between when it comes to our girl. That's simply nonexistent when it comes down to her. "Four," she says softly. The second the word comes out of her mouth, I swear I feel time slows down.